Rosey

Depresso Expresso

She sits there

Her curly hair

Falling in front of her small face

She moves it away with such grace

 

I can see it now

Tears she didn’t allow

Slowly falling down her soft cheek

Her cheeks so pale and bleak

 

I move close to her

Can she see through the blur?

I wipe the tears away

Her eyes stare back, still grey

 

I can feel her hurt

Not much I can do to comfort

She uses me as a pillow

She hugs me making my heart go mellow

 

My depresso expresso

I let her tears flow

My shirt is soaked wet

My baby girl is unhappy, upset

 

I will do anything to make you happy

Even if it hurts me

I love you

I hope you can love you too.